Place

I've gone to that place that eyes do not see
The darkness that only blues and Negro spirituals can soothe
The pit that tears won't fill
Second best to nothing
Losing to failure
The spot right after heartbreak
In front of suicide

I live in the apartment next door to depression
Around the corner from giving a fuck

Jazz sounds
Like noise
Beethoven
Deaf guy on piano
Layla
sounds hoarse
India
Needs guitar tuner
Alicia
Off key
And the Holy Spirit is just another lonely ghost on Halloween

I'm in that place
Without you